"My dearest Grace, it's so good to see you after so long," he said, standing to his feet and was about reaching out to hug her when he suddenly froze on the spot.
He suddenly felt like he was about to be stabbed by a knife and slowly turned around to see two pairs of frosty blue eyes staring at him.
Caden: "…"
What's with that look? Do they seriously want to kill their only surviving relation because of a woman? No, there's still mom and dad … and that brat.
Somewhere deep within him, he felt very happy as he could almost smell his one month holiday beckoning at him. He couldn't wait to get home and start planning on where and how to spend it.
Grace, who had also been taken aback by Caden's sudden appearance and enthusiasm, sensed the tension and tried to diffuse it with an awkward smile.
"Good to see you too, Mr Caden. How have you been?" She asked and stood around the table, undecided where to sit.